Daily Archives: February 7, 2015

WHEN THEY COME

when they come
with hands of dirt
from solemn sleep
so, they come
one-by-one too
they come, for all
forgotten dreams
the never-bee’s
humming buzzing
with hands of dirt
from solemn wept
a life that never lived

:: 02-05-2015 ::


TO VISIT LOVE

I have just visited love.
somewhere in vast time
above, below, and then
a white-light shed life!
a something through tinted
eyes as deep as six floors
and then I stepped into life.

And that flutter-seasoned
simple-lips she cried.
I begged to cross the street
all of me cried. The grass
of paradise too high!
And dreams grow forward
and so up into the skies
then leap from one another!

So the dead may lay dying
floating high, still higher!
A face of mortal yearning.
In the pale-drained yielding sun
we create hues of stained glass.
I stepped down upon the world
and met my mortal life.

:: 02-05-2015 ::


SLEEP AND RAIN WHEN SUN RISES

When i swore today
on a still summer
edge come flowers
to play
So long ago
i haven’t been
home for so long
and in a shape of man
the snow was gone
it’s the sleep of the dead
and a letter of some summer
like a dusty road
his body wore nights gone
all within snow. And fairies drew near
I saw them dancing in the leaves
and eerily played in rings
My soul grew not to fear them
And i was taken to a place
the Hall of All Knowledge
to play with to-morrow;
and death holds my heart no longer
and when i swore today on a still
summer edge come flowers
to play — so long ago
i dream to be to-morrow
only the heart knows!

:: 02-05-2015 ::


IF MY LOVE

if my love was
not meant
for One
Then it must be
for all the World

:: 02-06-2015 ::


OH FAIR TIS LIFE!

Oh fair tis life!
like the meant dream
which bows to hearts
my maiden comes
like a music which
cobbled stones sing
(the horse knows)
and like my own
expectation comes
but she with a carriage
and mine just love
upon the air!

:: 02-06-2015 ::


WHEN LOVE SAVED ME

i scaled.
desperation
when sands said
‘no reason’
i sought death.
It was my name.
the beautiful face
of flowers sang
i was drained,
to expect love
when shadows eat
all of one’s soul.
But I did and so,
i scaled.
expectations
when odds begged
‘no reason’
i sought YOU
and love
saved me

:: 02-05-2015 ::